The Red Petticoat is not just another whorehouse. This is a place for every painted lady to get her happy ending. Madame Jewel and her 'gems' welcome hardworking men to come inside for a home-cooked meal or a few hands of cards. They are invited to listen to a pretty girl sing or watch a show. If a bit of intimate comfort is desired, they are welcome to go upstairs and into the arms of one of the beautiful women wearing the red petticoats. However, refer to its gems as whores and you'll find yourself tossed out into the street.

Join these talented authors as they weave the tales of The Red Petticoat and all of Madame Jewel's precious—but slightly flawed—gems.

Blurb:

All she ever wanted was a stern man to call Daddy...

Once a respectable young governess, Louise Small tumbled from society’s grace after her employer forced himself on her. She wound up at The Red Petticoat playing Little Lapis Lazuli, a submissive who dresses like a girl and offers her bottom up for frequent spankings.

She enjoys her new identity, so far removed from the prim governess she’d been, but she longs for a real daddy—one who is kind and caring, yet willing to administer real discipline. When she spies Culpepper Cove's Mayor interacting with his young niece, she knows he's just the sort of man she wants. But his disdain for her and her profession put them in conflict.

Letting go of her little self, she reverts to the proper, fine-mannered governess to win his attention. But at what cost? Her little side squashed, she must give up hope of being taken in hand. Will being the Mayor's wife be enough?

Excerpt:

She sucked in her lower lip and slowly rotated, giving him a view of her youthful body. She still bore the marks from the bastard Friedrichson. He wished once again he’d broken the man’s nose. Or shoved his boot so far up his ass it came out his throat.

By the time she arrived back front, his cock was rock hard and throbbing. But how and where would he take her? He didn’t want to wake up Polly, but he wasn’t going to spend the rest of his married life going out to the woodshed to have sex, either. They’d have to learn to be quiet.

“Go and lie down on my bed—our bed.”

A trace of doubt crossed her face. He suspected she worried about waking Polly, too.

He grinned. The element of danger heightened his excitement to be with his new bride.

Ever obedient, she stooped to pick up her discarded clothes and disappeared into the bedroom on tiptoe.

He waited long enough to make her fret, then pushed the door open.

The sight of her robbed him of his breath. She lay on top of the bedspread, her pale curls fanned out on the pillow around her face. She’d spread her legs, as if to show she was ready for him, yet somehow she was still his Little Lapis—innocent and sweet at heart.

He kicked off his boots and shucked his shirt and trousers in record time. He crawled up onto the bed, clapped a hand over Louise’s mouth and kissed down her neck.

“Not a sound,” he breathed into her ear. “Not one sound out of you or daddy will spank your bottom raw.”

USA Today Bestselling Author Renee Rose is a naughty wordsmith who writes BDSM and spanking romance novels. Named Eroticon USA's Next Top Erotic Author in 2013, she has also won The Romance Reviews Best Historical Romance, and Spanking Romance Reviews' Best Historical, Best Erotic, Best Ageplay and favorite author. She's hit #1 on Amazon in the Erotic Paranormal and Sci-fi categories in the U.S. and U.K., is often found on the list of Amazon's Top 100 Erotic Authors and is a regular columnist for Write Sex Right. She also pens BDSM stories under the name Darling Adams.